FOTS EDITIONS MIXTAPE VOLUME TWO: "HAY NEW EAR PSYCHOS"
SURE, SURE, I know. There is no "FOTS EDITIONS/Fruit Of The Spirit Best Of 2022 List". Our publisher still refuses to pay us ANY sort of money so we went on strike AGAIN. Cripes, I know, right?! Writers strike. Train strike. NHS strike. WTF has this dreary country come to?! Never fear, here we are, back at it for the Nu Yeer to bring you the best in quality internet content. I will starve to bring the people what they so desire. Sit down and enjoy the ride or go read Pitchfork, sicko.
Last year was quite a ride in more than a million ways. Not sure what cometh next and I'm honestly tryin' to get out the way of what lies ahead. Could be big, rite? I don't have that many resolutions for 2023 other than refusing to cut my hair, shave or make any friends. I also plan on reading 36 books and might shower regularly. No fuckin' vision boards or wish lists for me. Food on the table and a roof will suffice. Amen.
Scorces- Live at at Waking Moments, Lyle's, Rice University, Houston, Texas, March 31, 2001, Concert presented by Nameless Sound and KTRU 91.7 FM. Christina Carter - chord organ, voice and Heather Leigh - chord organ, voice. Quite a beautiful trip back 21 years. A giant swell that is soothing to the ears on this morning. I'm sure this performance was even heavier to behold in the flesh. Remember when people would lie on the floor at shows to fully emerge themselves in the sound? I wish I could do that everywhere I went in public... Listen here.
Fucking right this is brutal grimy crust straight from the streets of NYC. Flower's "Hardly A Dream" is a slap in the face. I'm avoiding the obvious comparisons to other classic crust bands and seminal outsider visual artists because you will see that everywhere else this group is written about. The devil is in the meticulous detail Flower put into every element of their craft and they deserve to be perceived on their own merit. This ain't yer drunk punk grandpa's band. Flower IS power. PLEASE go buy this on their Bandcamp digital or from Profane Existence. Flower is on tour now in the US. Ask a punk.
Shit, I dunno if I talked about or shared this documentary before on here but I'm too lazy to check. Before I watched this, I wasn't quite sure if I gave two tosses about Salem but this converted me quickly. Fan made documentary Salem's "Midwest Side Story" unfurls the chaos of Salem's history via home video from the band's social media and press footage. Witch House, drugs, guns, bisexuality, fishing, beatmaking, remixes, prison, chasing tornadoes. I'm in. It's age restricted so ask your mommy or daddy if you can watch it first.
From the mid-late 80's through the early 90's I was a permanent fixture at Champ's Rollerdrome. I went most every weekend. Alone. I'd do my best to keep up with the latest urban trends my families tiny budget could handle. This consisted primarily of a pair of pink Umbro football/soccer shorts which I wore over black biker shorts, a black Raiders "Real Men Wear Black" t-shirt or my purple Varnet t-shirt (as seen in photo above where I am also donning a "boxcut"). In the winter I'd wear pants to the rink then change in the bathroom into my ensemble. The Raiders were huge at the time. I'm not sure where the Umbros thing came from but I got into wearing pastels from watching Bell Biv Devoe videos. However, during the week I was showcasing my poseur Tony Hawk side mixed with a dumpy lumberjack scumbag vibe (pre-grunge, these were old shirts laying around the house) with way too many interests to stick to one style.
The roller rink was a special place where I bowed down to the god known as mainstream r&b and rap. The late 80's and early 90's were an amazing time for these genres of music. While I had no friends who enjoyed my interest in this style of music or activity, I was at that rink every Saturday, waxing my moves and not giving two fucks who gave a shit. I LOVED to skate and I was good at it. Sorry, this is a long way around to the fact that Al B. Sure's "Nite-N-Day" slams hard as fuck. I loved skating to this song and they played it long in the rink after its introduction to the airwaves in 1988.
Obviously I'm still reeling from my recent adventure of seeing The Cure and have been listening to odds and sods in order to wind down from the experience. This instrumental demo of The Cure doing "The Same Deep Water As You" is gorgeous. If someone put a gun to my head and forced me to choose, "Disintegration" would be my answer for sure.
A lovely topsy turvy singalong poem about usin' & abusin', here we have Helen Adam (2/12/1909-19/10/1993) reading "Cheerless Junkie's Song" from Ron Mann's 1982 "Poetry In Motion". Click here to watch whole film.
It's time to say goodbye and what's a proper goodbye without another fan made documentary, this one I havent seen but am going to watch right now because, well, I dunno, I'm curious to see a doc about Layne Staley.
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